Baxter by Brynn Hale

Baxter- Yeah, that was me on the television. Yeah, that was me getting thrown fifty feet when the car exploded.
And yes, that was me failing, again.
But now’s a chance for change, I’m moving stations. This will be good.
And then I see her, that red hair that reminds me of every fire and every pump of my blood.
Gemma’s spitfire and I’m ready to test how fiery we can get.

Gemma- I made it onto the squad and now, it’s time to shine. But Mr. Not Helpful keeps trying to be chivalrous and making me furious.
I can’t deny I’m attracted, I mean, look at him! Who wouldn’t be? Muscles, that scruff on his jaw. The man is hot.
And that’s the problem. I’ve been burnt before.
I’ll keep my distance, but when you sleep in the same bunk room, distance isn’t far.
If this is going to work one of us has to sacrifce, and if he thinks it’s me, he’s sadly mistaken.
I’ll do anything to keep this job, including…breaking my heart.